An’ I stood at the trough a-wat’rin’ Babe,
When ’Viny come a-runnin’ from the road
A-wavin’ suthin’ white an’ screamin’ like
She’d be’n attackted by a bunch o’ bees.
Co’se Laury heerd ’er bawlin’, dropped a pie
Ri’t on the houn’ dawg layin’ by the door,
An’ started like a rabbit fer the yard.
The houn’ was scairt an’ come a-bell’rin’ out
All plastered up with messy strawb’ry dough;
The hens an’ geese an’ ducks got ri’t on aidge